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NOT THE G L O R V OF C 2 S A B DOT TUB WELFARE OF ROMBBY H. B. STACY.BURLINGTON, VERMONT, FRIDAY, JULY 14, 1843.VOL. XVII No. 6From tho Liverpool Mercury.MOSES AT MERIBAH.BY DARKER LAMII,Tho Israelite murmured in wrathful despair,And deep on hisbrqw wcru tho furrows of care, freedWhile ho sighed for the bonds he had mourned nt ereAnd repined at the travail the Lord had decreed." Oh, why wcro tho chariots of Egypt oVrlhrown ?Oh, why spared the wild wave the bondsman nlone?It were better the tyrant had trampled us downEre tho billow had swept away sceptre and crown I"The Lord heard tho children of Israel complain,As they wept in their tents that wcro spread o'er theAnd his pillar of cloud, at the breaking of day, plain,Slowly rolled from tho camp of tho desert away.Then the trumpctsof Isreal, in notcsbrisht and clear,Told the mourners the timcofihcir marching was near;And the prince and tho ruler hied each to his post,To assemble the tribes, and to marshall the host;And tho tents were all struck, and the thousandsmarched on,While their sun gilded weapons all glin'rinply; shone;As the waves to the shore in their power roll in,So mov'd their full ranks in the desert of Zin.There's shout in tho wilderness startling and strong,And ti waving of plumes nf tho gathering throng ItFor tho wordnis been given to halt in the plain,And no w Israel looks for release from her pain.Then tho favored of God, in the midst of the band,Smiles the moss-covcrcd rock with Ins mystical wand;And the waters gush forth as enchantingly bright,As the first beam of morn when it springs from night;And tho rebels fall down, for the glory of GodShines round the dark rock when 'tis struck with theHut the heart of the smiter beats not as of old, rod;for the bright Land of Promise he'll never behold.POWER OF THE IMAGINATION.Many well-authenticated instances arc related of the amazing influence wliicli tho imagination possesses, not only over the feelings,but upon the actual stato and functions of thebodily organization. Perhaps tho powerwhich a morhid imagination may exerciseover the body, was never more strongly il' lustrated than in the well known caso of LordLittleton, a dissolute loung noblcninn of extraordinary genius and talent. Tho storylias often been told. Lord Littleton onenight saw in a dream a young lady, who toldlii ni that on a Saturday evening, nt ten o'clock, ho certainly would diet This he related to sonic of his intimate acquaintances,and invited n number of them to pass the appointed evening with hiii) and witness thefalsehood of tho prediction. They did so ;the evening came ; ho endeavored to makehimself merry ns tho hour approached, butit had fastened on his imagination with afirmer hold than ho was aware of, just beforetea, lie complained of being indisposed, proposed to retire and died in the act of gettinginto bed ! A clergyman who then lived nearHagley, has said that a Doctor Johnson, ofwhom Littleton speaks in very high terms inone of his letters, us a physician in Ij is neighborhood, told dim that had he been sent forin season ho could have saved hint.Tho following well authenticated tale wasoriginally published in tho Zoonomin, andwas subsequently versified by the poetWordsworth :" A young farmer in Warwickshire, finding his hedges broken, and the sticks carriedaway during a frosty season, determined towatch for the thief. He lay many cold hoursunder a hay stack, and at length an old woman, liko a witch in a play, approached andbegan to pull tip tho hedge ; iio waited tillshe had tied her bundle of sticks, and wascarrying them off, that ho might convict herof theft, and then springing from his concealment, he seized his prey with violent threats..4fter some altercation, in which her load wasJe't upon tho ground, she kneeled upon thocandle of sticks, and raising her arms toher, ver, beneath tho bright moon, then at thofull, spoke to the farmer, already shiveringwtli cold, " Heaven grant that thou maystnfcvsr know again the blessing to be warm.He complained of cold all tho next day, andwore an upper coat, and in a tew days nnother, and in a fortnight took to his bed, always saying nothing made him warm ; hocovered himself with very many blankets,and had a sieve over his faco as he lay.From this ono insane idea ho kept his bedabovo twenty years, for fear of tho cold air,till at length Ire died."Tho following remarkable and interestingcase, furnishing a strong illustration of thostrength of the imagination, and the minortancc of sound judgment and practical goodsnnso in a curcr ot mental disease, was published some years ago in an English pcriodical:'A student at Jena, about sixteen yearsof aire, baying a weak and irritable nervousframe, but in other respects healthy, left hisapartments during twilight, and suddenly returned with a pale dismal countcnanco, assuring bis companion that ho was doomed todio in thirtv-six hours, or at nino o'clock inthe morning of tho second day. Tho sudden change of a young mind, naturally alarmed his friend : but no explanation was givenof the cause. Every attempt at ridiculingbis whimsical notion was fruitless ; and henersistcd in affirming that his death was ccrtain and inevitable. A numerous circlo ofhis fellow students soon assembled, with aview to dispel these gloomy ideas, and toconvincd him ol Ins lolly, by arguments, satire and mirth. Ho remained however unshaken in his strango conviction ; being apparently inanimate in their company ; andexpressing his indignation nt the Irolics andwitticisms applied to his peculiar situation.Nevertheless, it was conjectured tiiat a calmrepose during tho night would producemora favorablo change in his lancy ; butsleep was banished, and tho approaching dissolution engrossed his attention during thonocturnal hours.Early tho next morning, hn sent for Professor Ilufeland, who found him making nrrangemcnts lor his burial ; taking an affeetionato leavo of his friends ; and on tho pointof concluding a letter to his father ; in whichhe announced the fatal catastropho that wasspeedily to happen. After examining hiscondition of mind and body, tbo Professorcould discover no remarkablo deviation fromhis usual state of health, excepting a smallcontracted pulse, a palo countonancci, dullor drowsy eyes, and cold extremities : thesosymptoms, However, suuicientiy indicated igeneral spasmodic action of the nervous svstern, which also exerted its influence over thomental faculties. The most serious reasoning on tho subicct. all tho nhilosomYical andmedical eloquence of Dr. Hufeland, had nottho desired effect ; nnd though tho studentadmitted that (hero might bo no ostensiblecause of death discoverable, yet this verycircumstance was peculiar to his case ; andsuch was his inexorable destiny, that he mustdie tho next morning, without any visiblemoibib symptoms. In thisdilemna Dr. Hufeland proposed to treat him as a patient.Politeness induced the latter to accent ofsuch oiler, but he assured the physician thatmedicine would not operate.As no timn was to bo lost, tlicro being only 24 hours left for his life, Dr. Ilufelanddeemed proper to direct such remedies asprove powerful excitants, in order to rousnthe vital energy of his pupil nnd relievo himfrom his captivated fancy. Hcnco ho prescribed a strong emetic and purgative ; ordered blisters to bo aplied to both calves oftho legs, nnd at the same lime stimulatingclysters to bo administered. Quietly submitting to the doctor's treatment, ho observed that his body being already half a corpse,all means of recovering it would bo in vain.Indeed Dr. Ilufeland was not a little surprised, on his repeating his visit m tho evening,to learn that tho emetic had but very littleoperated, and that the blisters had not ovenreddened tho skin. Tho case became moreserious ; and the supposed victim of deathbegan to triumph over the incredulity of thoprofessor and his friends. Thus circumstanced, Dr. Ilufeland perceived how deeply and destructively that mental spasm musthave acted on tho body, to produce a degreeof insensibility from which tho worst consequences might unapprehended. All tho inquiries into tho origin of this singlo beliefhad hitherto been unsuccessful. Now only,he disclosed the secret to one of his intimatefriends, namely that on tho proceeding evening ho had met with a white figure in thepassage, which nodded to him, and, in thesame moment he heard a voice exclaiming' The day after to-morrow, at nine o'clockin the morning, thou shalt die !' lie continued to settle his domestic affairs; made hiswill ; minutely appointed his funeral ; andoven desired his fiicndsto send for a clergyman ; which request, however, was counteracted. Night appeared and he beganto compute the hours ho had to live, till theominous next morning.His anxiety evidently increased with thostriking of every clock within hearing. Dr.Hufeland was not without apprehension, whenhe recollected instances in which mere imagination had produced melancholy effectsbut as every thing depended on procrastinating or retarding that hour in which the eventwas predicted ; and on appeasing tho tempest of a pertubed imagination, till reasonhad obtained tho ascendency, be resolvedupon tho following expedient : Having ucomplaisant patient who refused not to takethe remedies prescribed for him, (because hoseemed conscious ot tho superior agency ofhis mind over that of the body,) Dr. Hufc-nd had recourse to laudanum, combinedwith tho extract of hen-banc, twenty dropsof tho former, and two grains of tho latter,were given to the, youth, with such effectthat he fell into a profound sleep, fromwhich ho did not awako till cloven o'clockon the next morning. Thus the prognosticated fatal hour elapsed ; nnd his friendswaiting to welcome the bashful patient, whohad agreeably disappointed them, turned thowhole affair into ridicule. Tho first question, however, alter recovering from his nrtificial sleep was, " What is tho hour of thomorning l" On being answered that hispresages had not been verified by experience,lie assured tho company that all tlieso transactions appeared but a dream. After thattime, he enjoyed a long state of health, andwas completely cured of a morbid iniagina'tion.Had this youth fallen intn less sagaciousnanus tno event would, it is moro than probable, havo answered to the prediction ; andthe occurrence would havo stood as irrefragable evidenco of that creed which imaginesthat tno times have not long since passed ofindividual nnd immediate communication between the world of sense and the world ofspirit. How thu fancy originnlr-d it is difficult to say ; but it is not less difficult to explain tho phenomena of dreams."But the most extraordinary case, showingthe power of tho mind upon the body, whichwe ever met with, is tho following, relatedby Dr. Warren, in ono of his medical lectures, delivered, wo believe, in 1832:" Sometime since, a female friend prescnted herself to mo with a tumor or swelling of tho submaxillary gland of the neck,which had become what is called a won. Itwas about the sizo of un egg, had lasted twoyears, and was so very hard, that I consulercd any attempt to dissipato it by medicineto bo vain, and advised its removal by operation. To this tho patient could not bringncr mind ; tlicrcloro to satisfy her wish I direeled somo applications of considerable aotivity to be madoto tho part, and theso shopursued for a number of weeks, without anychange. After this, sho called on me, andwith somo hesitation begged to know, whethcr an application recommended to her,would in my opinion be safe.I Ins consisted in applying tho hand of adead man thrco times to the diseased partOne of her neighbors now lay dead, and shehad an opportunity ol trying tho experimentit 1 thought it not dangerous. At first 1 wasdisposed to divert her from it; but recollecting tho power of thoimagination, I gravely assured her sho might mako tho trial withoutapprehension of serious conscnunnccsAwhilo after.sho presented herself onco morennd with n smiling countonanco informedino that sho had used this remedy and on oxamining for tho tumor, I found it had disnppearcd."Many well attested tales arc told of cureslor scrofula, having beon perlormed by thotouch of gifted individuals and tho seventhson, nnd moro particularly tho seventh son oja seventh son, was supposed to bo vestedwith an almost miraculous degreo of powerto cure diseases ol tins kind. Hero, as utho caso related by Dr. Warren, tho imagination was undoubtedly tho principal agentin tho operation. It is a woll establishedfact that somo extraordinary cures for diseases, wero effected by Perkin's MetalicTractors, which wcro in great voguo at thoclose of the last century. Dut they receivedtheir coup dc grace from Dr. Huygarth, whomade somo very neat wooden tractors,whichbeing painted to resemble the metallic, performed exactly the same ewes, of which hopublished n lull account in his work culled" Of tho Imagination, as a causo and euro ofdisorders, exemplified bv fictitious Tractors.Until, (Eng.) 1800." Pieces of rusty ironwere used by other individuals for the sumopurpose, and were tho means of relieving ifnot permanently curing a number of cases ofchronic diseases, which had obstinately refused to yield to medicine!In Mather's Magnalia, and works published at tho same period, written by learnedand good men, we see tho most strong andconvincing evidence in the shape of stubbornfacts, adduced to prove tho actual existenceof witchcraft. What share tho imaginationmay have had in establishing this testimonywu will not venture to say, but the facts recorded in favor of witchcrafts and believedto havo occurred by many highly respectable persons of both sexes, wcro as conclusivens any thing which has been brought forward in support of what is called AnimalMagnetism at the present day.Dr. Miller, a celebrated German author,in an ablo work on Physiology, thus speaksol the influence ol the Imagination :" Tho influence of ideas upon tho bodygives rise to a great variety of phenomena,which border on tho marvellous. It may bestated as a genera! fact, that any stato of thobody, which is conceived to bo approaching,and which is expected with perfect confidenco and certainty of its occurrence, willbo very prone to ensue as tho mere result ofthat idea, if it do not lie without tho boundsof possibility. Tho caso mentioned by Pictct, in his observations on nitrous oxide, maybo adduced as an illustration of such phenomena. A young lady, Miss 13., wished toinspiic this intoxicating gas ; but in order totest the power of the imagination, commonatmospheric air was given to her instead olthe nitrous oxide. She had scarcely takentwo or three inspirations of it, when she fellinto a state of syncope, which slio had neversuffered previously; she soon recovered."Dr. Miller is evidently no believer in animal magnetism, as will be seen uy the fallowing extract from his work :" Among the well attested facts of physiology, there is not one to support tho beliefthat one nerve of sense can assume the functions of another. The exaggeration of thesense of touch in the blind, will not in thesovs be called seeing with tho fingers; theccounts of the power of vision by the fingersin d epigastrium, said to bo possessed in theso culled magnetic slate, appear to bo meretables, and the instances in winch it has beenpretended to practise it, cases of deception."It appears from the report of the Frenchcommissioners, appointed in 1784. to invcs-gato tho subicct of animal magnetism as introduced by Mosmer, and among whosemembers wcro Bailey, Lavoisier, and ourown ranklin, that imagination was rcsponsiblo for many singular results, which wereascribed to animal magnetism. The committee in tiie conclusion of their report sav" that there is no proof of the existence ofuniversal fluid, or magnetic power, excentfrom its effects on human bodies : that theseeffects can be produced without passes, orother magnetic manipulations; that thosomanipulations alone are insufficient to pro.duco the effects, if employed without the patient's knowledge that, therefore, imagination will, and animal magnetism will not, account for the result produced." We do notwish to bo understood as expressing an oiiinion that all tho effects produced by what isnow caned lUcsmcrism, are brought about byoperating on the imagination exclusively.Some of them are, perhaps, of a nature, ifaccurately detailed, to preclude the possibility of such a course. Nevertheless, wo believe that tho loregoing facts show that manvof tho cases, published as illustrating thenuiiuLis ui annum lllclglieiisill, ill ;ill IIS pilU-ses, and vouched for by persons of respectability, may have been, and in all probabilitywero produced by the power ol the imagination over tho physical faculties the powerof the mind over thu body. Boston Jour.Tun London Times. Tins extraordinaryJntirii.il which possesses a more extensive establishment than any other m the world, crea.ted no little ttir in political circles some yearssince, by a sudden change of politics. On oneday it wis Wing, on the next Tory. The pricepaid for the transmutation of this powerful engine was 160,000.The adierlitoments of the Times in a sinrrloday frequently exceed jCIOOO, and every one ispmu uoioru insertion, uniiue tlio papers ot thisContinent it has no subscribers it supplies theiovs agents, and tlicy the public. There aretwo powerful steam engines on the promises,the Indian campaigns. It has correspondents inevery land. Its expresses havo travelled thedesert, and anticipated the Indian Mails. Itsagents are in every court, and it lays hare theirmost secret proceedings. Mr. John Walter, thelate .Member lor INoitingham, is the principalproprietor, and he draws from it a yearly revenue of 80,000. It had forincrlv three regulareditors, Messrs Barnes, Lawson, and Delane,besides a largo corps of occasional writers.Sinco the death of Mr. Barnes, this number hasbeen increased.Modern Definitions. Parasol A lightscreen carried by a fashionable belle fur the pur.pose oi overshadowing one quarter ot her bonnet. Friend's Your daily associates, who will doany thing but assist you in distress.OU Maid A lady who has attained the agoof twentv-scven or eight, without having married a fool, a knave, a gamblor, or a drunkard.Charily bonding to a poor, hard-workingfamily tho refuso of tho kitchen, which yourservants, cats, and pigs, havo successively dcdined tasting.Gentility Eating your meat with a threepronged fork, though you havo not paid thebutcher.Cleveu Scholars 'Tho bov at tho head oftho class Will state what wcro tho dark ages ofthe world," Boy hesitates. 'Next MasterSmith, can't you tell what the dark ages were V'l guess they wcro tho ages just before the inveution ol spectacles.' Go to your scats.'narTrirTrrjBnrnFrom the New Mirror.TIIE SPiniT-I-OVH Ol' 'IONES -.'(siscn discovered to dc diss Jones.)Not long ago hut before poetry and pin-money wero discovered to bo causo and effect, Miss Phoho Jano Jones was ono of themost charming contributors to a cerlain periodical now gono over 'Letho's wharf.'Her signature was ' lono S !' a neat an-tigram, out ol which lew would nave picKcdthe monosyllablo engraved on her father'sbrass knocker, She wrote mostly in verse ;but her prose, of which you will presently seea specimen or two, was her better vein asbeing moro easily embroidered, and notcramped with the inexorable fetters of rhymeMiss Jones abandoned authorship before theNew Mirror was established, or sho would,doubtless, have been ono of its paid contributors as much ('we' flatter ourselves) ascould well be said of her abilities.Tho beauty of hectics nnd hollow chestchas been written out of fashion ; so I mayventure upon the simple imagery of truth andnature. Miss Jones was n handsome as aprize heifer. Sho was a compact, plump,wholesome, clean-limbed, beautifully-markedanimal, with eyes liko ink-stands runningover ; and mouth that looked, when slio smiled, as if it had never been opened before,the teeth seemed so fresh and unhandlcdHer voice had a tone as clear as the ring ofa silver dollar ; and her lungs must havebeen ns sound us a pippin, for when shelaughed (which she never did unless she wassurprised into it, for sho loved melancholy,)it was liko the gurgling ol a brook over penbles. Tho bran-new pcoplo made by Deucalion and Pyrlha, when it cleared up afterthe flood, wcru probably in Miss Jone's style,But do you suppose that 'lono ocared anything for her looks ! What valuo the poor perishing tenement in which nature had chosen to ludge her intellectual andspiritual part ! What care for her covering of clay! What wasto thought on thechain that kept her from tho Pleiades, ofwhich, perhaps, sho was thu lost sister(who knows?) And more than all oh gracious ! to bu loved for this trumpery drapery of her immortal essence?les infra dig, as it may seem to recordsuch an unworthy trifle tho celestial Phcbohad the superfluity of an every day lover.uidcon iJimmins was willing to take heronher outer inventory alone. He loved herchecks ho did not hesitate to admit! Heloved her lips ho could not help specifying ! He had been known to name hershoulders ! And in taking out a thorn forher with a pair of tweezers one day, ho hadliterally exclaimed with rapture that she hada heavenly little pink thumb ! But of loneS ' ho had never spoken a word. No,though sho road him faithfully every effusionthat appeared asked his opinion of everyseparate stanzas talked of' lone S ' asthe person on earth she most wished to see,(for she kept her literary incog.)-Gideon hadnever alluded to her a second time, and perseveringly, hatefully, atrociously, and with amundano motive only, lie mado industriouslovo to the outside and visible Phcbo ! WeillWell !Contiguity is something, in lovo ; and thoFlimminses wcro neighbors of tho Joneses.Gideon had another advantage ; fur Ophelia Fli. Timings, his eldest sister, was MissJonoVcteni.illy-nitached friend. To explain this, I must trouble tho reader to takenotice that there were two streaks in thoFlimming family. Fat Mrs. Fliinmins themother, (who had been dead a year,) was athorough ' man of business,1 and it was toher downright and upright management ofher husband s wholesale and retail hat-liningestablishment that tho family owned its prosperity: for Herodotus Flimmins, whosenamo was on the sign, was a tlimsyish kindof sighing-dying man, and nobody couldabominatePhcbo met by night on tho sidewalk aroundtheir mutual nearest corner deeply veiledto concual their emotion from tho intrudinggaze of such stars as they were not acquainted with and there thoy communed !I never knew, nor havo I any, tho remotest, suspicion of tho reasoning by whichtheso commingled spirits arrived at tho conclusion that there was a want in their delicious union. They might havo known, indeed, that tho chain of bliss, ever so far extended, breaks oil' at last with an imperfectlink thai though mustard and ham mavurn two slices of innocent bread into a sand-ivich, tlicro will still bo an unbutlcrcd out-ide. But they were young thov wcro can-uine. Phcbe, at least, believed that in thocgions of spaco tlicro existed 'wanderingut not tost iiionciimg worscrhalf ol whichsho was tho 'better' somo lofty intellect,capable of sounding tho unfathomable abysses of hers somo male cssoncc. all soul andromance, with whom sho could soar finally.irin-in-arni, to their native star, with nochanges of any consequonco between theirearthly and their astral communion' It occurred to her at last that a letter addressedto him, through her favorite periodical mightpossibly reach his eye. Tho following,(which tho reader may very likely rememberto havo seen,) appeared in tho paper of theluiiuwing auiuruay.To my spirit-husband, greeting :' Where art thou, bridegroom of my soul?Thy lono S calls to tho from tho aching void of her lonely spirit ! What namobcarcst thou ? What path walkest thou 1How can I, glow-worm liko, lift my wingsand show theo my lamp of guiding love 1Thus wing I theso words to thy dwellingplace, (for thou art, perhaps, a subscriber totho M r.) Go truants ! Rest nottill yo meet his eye.' But I must speak to theo after tho manner of this world.' I am a poetess of eighteen summers.Eighteen weary years havo I worn this prison house of flesh, in which, when torn fromthee, I was condemed to wander. But mysoul is untamed by its cage of darkness ! Icv-d the ennsli sun. And sTunTITTnlremember, and remember only, tho lost husband of my spirit-world. 1 perform, coldlyind scornfully, the unhcavcnly necessities ofthis temporary existence ; and from tho windows of my prison (black liko the glimpsesof the midnight heaven they let in) 1 look outlor tho coming ol my spirit-lord. Lonely 1lonely !1 hou wouldst know, perhaps, what semblance 1 bear since my mortal separationfrom thee. Alas! the rose, not tho lily,reigns upon my cheek ! I would not dis-ppoint theo though of that there is littlefear, for thou lovest for tho spirit only. Butbelieve not, because health holds mo" rudelydown, nnd 1 seem not fragile and ready todepart ; bolicvo not, oh bridegroom of mysoul ! that I bear willingly my fleshy fetter,or onduro with patienco tho degrading homage to its beauty, 1-or tlicro are soullessworms who think me fair. Ay.in the strengthanu ircsliness ol my corporeal coveringthere arc those who rejoice ! Oh ! Mockery ! mockery I' List to me, Ithuriel (for I must have tnamo to call theo by, nnd, till thou breathes!thy own seraphic name into my ear, be thntiIthuriel t) List! 1 would meet the in thedarkness only ! Thou shall not seo mo withthy mortal eyes ! Penetrate tho past, nndremember t.ie smoke-curl of wavy lightnessin which I floated to thy embrace ! Remember the sunset cloud to which wc retired ; tho starry lamps that hung over ourslumbers ! And on thu softest whisper ofour voices let thy thoughts pass to mine !Speak not aloud ! Murmur! murmur! murmur !' Dost thou know, Ithuriel, I would fainprove to theo my freedom from tho trammels of this world? In what chance shapethy accident of clay must he cast, I knownot. Ay, and I caro not ! I would thouwcrla humpback, Ithuriel! I would thouwort disguised as a monster, my spirit husband ! So would I prove to thee my eleva.tion above mortality ! So would I show thee,that in the range of eternity for which wc arewedded a moment's covering darkens thocnot ; that, like a star sailing through a cloud,thy brightness is rcmctubeicd nhilu it iseclipsed ; that thy lono would rccogni.c'thyvoice, bo awaro ol thy presence, adore theeas sho was celestially wont; ay, thoughthou wort imprisoned in tho likeness of areptile! lono caro for mortal beauty! Ha!ha ! ha ! ha Ha ! ha ! ha !Come to me, Ithuriel ! My heart writhesin its cell for converse with thee ! I am sickIhoughted ! My spirit wings its thin fingersto play with thy ctherial hair ! My earthlycheck, though it obstinately refuses to pale,tingles with fever for thy coming. Glideto me in the shadow of eve softly ! softly !Address ' P.' at the M office.Thine, Ione S,'Thero camo a letter to ' P.'It was an inky night. The moon was inher private chamber. The stars had drawnover their head ihe coverlet of clouds andpretended to sleep. Tho street lamps heartlessly burned on.Twelve struck with ' damnable iteration.'On tintoo nnd with beating heart PheboJano left her father's area. Ophelia Flimmins followed her a little distance, for Ionewas going to meet her spirit-bridegroom, andreceive a renewal of his ante-vital vows;and sho wished her friend, the echo of hersoul, to overhear and witness them. For ohif words wero any tiling if the soul couldbo melted and poured, lava-like, upon, 'satinpost' if thero was truth in feelings magnetic nnd prophetic then was ho who had responded to, and corressponded with Iuno S, (sho writing to 'I,' and ho to 'P,'J thoideal for whom she had so long sighed, thelost linn ot tno wiiolu so niournliilly incomplete ncr soul s missing and ono spiritually Siamcsed twin ! His sweet letters haduchoed cverv sentiment of her heart. Hemd agreed with her that outsido was nothingmat earthly beauty was poor, perishing,litiful that nothing tiiat could be seen,ouched, or described had anv thing to do,'ith the spiritually-passionate intercourse to,'liicli their respective essences achiuglvyearned that, unseen, unheard save in whispers faint as it roso's sigh when languishingat noun, they might meet in communionblissful, superhuman, and satisfactory.Yet where fittingly to meet oh agony !agony !Tho street-lamps two squares off hadbeen taken up to lay down gas. OpheliaFlimmins had inwardly marked it. BetweenNo. 126 and No. 132, moro particularly, theechoing sidewalk was bathed in unfathomable nigut tor mere wcro vacant lots occupied as a repository fur used-up omnibuses.At tho most lonely point there stood a tree,and, fortunately, this night, in tho gutter beneath the tree, stood a newly-disabled 'busof tho Knickerbocker line and (sweetomen !) it was blue ! In this covert could thuwitnessing Ophelia Iio perdu, observing unseen through tho open door and beneath thistree was to t.iko placo tho meeting of soultho re-interchange of sky-born vows thoimmaterial union of Ithuriel and lone ! Bliss!bliss ! exquisito to anguish !But oh incontinent vessel Ophelia hadblabbed ! The two fat Miss Flimminseswcro in tho secret nay, moro ! They weroin tho omnibus ! Ay deeply in, and nortontously silent, thoy sat, warm and wondering, on cither side ot tho lamp probably ex-tinguished for over! Thoy knew not wellwhat was to bo. But whatever sort of thingwas a 'marriage of soul,' nnd whether Mthuriel was bodv or nobody mortal man orangel in a blue scarf tho Miss Flimminseswished to seo him. Half an hour beforetho trysting-timo thoy had fann'd their waythither, tor a thunder-storm was in tho nirand tho night was intolerably clnso : andclimbing into tho omnibus, thoy reciprocallyloosened each other s upper hook, and withtheir moistened collars laid starchlcss in theirlaps, awaited tho opening of tho mystery.Enter Ophelia, ns expected. Sho laidher thin hand upon tho leather string, nnddrawing tho door after her, leaned out ofits open window in breathless suspense andagitation.Ioho's step was now audible, leturningfrom l'i2. Slowly she came, but invisibly,for it had grown suddenly pitch-dark ; andonly tho far-off lamps, up and down thestreet, served to guido her footsteps.But hark, tho sound of a heel! Ho came!Thoy met ! Iio passed his arm around herand drew her beneath iho tree and withwhispeis, soft and low, leaned breathing toher ear. Iio was tall. lie was in a' cloak.And, oh, ecstasy, he was thin ! But thinkestiiiou to Know, on rcnucroi mist, wnat passed on those ethereal whispers 1 Futilo curiosity 1 Lven to Ophelia's straining ear,those whispers wero inaudible.But hark, a rumble ! Something wrong inthe bowels nf tho sky! And pash ! pash !on tho resounding roof of tho omnibus felldrops of rain fitfully, fitfully !' My dear!' whispered Ophelia, (for lonehad borrowed her chip hat, tho belter toelude recognition, )'ask Ithuriel to stop in.'Ithuriel started to find n witness near, buta whisper from lone re-assured him, andgathering his cloak around his face, he followed his spirit-briuc into the 'bus.Tho fat Miss Flimminses contracted theirorbed shapes, and mado themselves smallagainst the padded extremity nf tho vehicle :Ophelia retreated to the middle, nnd, nextthe door, on either side, sat the starrv brideand bridegroom all breathlessly silent. Yetthere was a murmur for five hearts beatwithin that biis's duodecimal womb ; and theram hcltcd on tho roof, pailsful-liko and unpityingly.llut slap! dash! whew! heavens! Inrushed a youth, dripping, dripping!'Get out!' cried lone, over whoso kneesho drew himself like an eel through a basketot contorted other eels.Come, come, young man !' said a deepbass' voice, of which everybody had somefaint remembrance.' Oh !' cried one fat Miss Flimmings'Ah?' screamed the other.' What? dad!' exclaimed Gideon Flimmins, who had dashed into the sheltering 'busto save his new hat 'dad hear with a girl !'lint the tat rlimnunscs were both in convuImoiis. Scream! scream! scream!A moment ot contusion Tho next moment a sudden light A watchman with hislantern stood nt the door.1 Papa ' ejaculated three of tho ladies.Old Flimmings my heart will burst?'murmured lone.Tho two fat girls hurried on their collars.and Gideon, all amazement at finding himselfin such a family party at midnight in a lonely 'bus, stepped out and entered into conversewith the guardian of thu night.Tho rain stopped suddenly and the omnibus gave up its homogeneous contents. OldFlimmins, who was in u violent perspiration,gave Gideon his cloak to carry, and his twoarms to his two pinguid adult pledges. Gideon took Ophelia and Phcbe, and they mizzled. Mockery mockerylono is not yet gono to the spirit-spherekept here partly by the strength of thefleshy fetter over which she mourned, andpartly by thu dovetailed duties consequentupon annual Flimminses. Gideon loves herafter the manner of this world but she sigli3'when shu hears sweet music,' that her better part is still unappreciated unfathomcdcabm,d, cribb d, conhncd.''THREE BAD HABITS.Tlicro are three weaknesses in our habitswhich are very common, and which have avervprejudicial influence of our welfare. The firstis giving way to the case or indulgence of themoment, instcid of doing at once what ought tohe done. This practice almost diminishes thobeneficial efiecls of our actions, and often loadsus to abstain from action altogether; as, for instance, if at this season of the year there isagleam of sunshine, of which wo feel we oughtto take advantage, but we havo not tho resohi-tion to leave at the moment a comfortable scator an attractive occupation, wo miss the mostfavourable opportunity, and, perhaps, at last justify ourselves in remaining indoors on theground that tho time for exercise is past. Oneevil attendant upon the habit of procrastinationis, that it produces a certain dissatisfaction ofthe mind which impedes and deranges the animal functions, and tends to prevent the attainment of a high state of health. A perception ofwhat is right, toiioweu by a promptness ol execution, would render tho way of life perfectlysmooth. Children should be told to do nothingbut what is reasonible, hut they should botaught to do what they arc told at once. Thohabit will stand them instead all their lives.The second weakness is, when wo have made agood resolution, and have partially failed in'exo.cuting it, wo are very apt to abandon it altogether. For instance, if a person who has been accustomed to rise at ten, resolves to rise at six,and after a few successful attempt?, happensto sleep till seven, there is great danger that hewill relapse into his former habit, or probablyeven go beyond it, and lie till noon. It is thesame with resolutions as to economy or ternpcrance, or anything else ; if wo cannot do allwe intended, or mako ono slip, wo are apt togive up entirely. Now, what wo should aim atis, always to do tho best wo can under existingcircumstances ; and then our progress, with thoexception of slight interruptions, would bo con-timial. I he third and last weakness to whichI allude, is the practice of eating and drinkingthings because thoy are on tho table, and especially when they aro to bo paid lort llow eeldom it happens that two men leavo a low- glasses of wine in a decanter at a coffeehouse,though they havo both had enough ! and theconsequonco of not doing so is frequently to order a fresh supply ; but, at any rate, even thefirst small excess is pernicious. 'Tlxccss, how.ever slight, cither in solids of liquids, derangesthe powers of digestion, and of course diminitdi.cs tho full benefit of any meal. A very smallquantity will causo tho dirt'erenco betweenspending the remainder of the day profitably oragreeably, and in indolence and dissipation.iix. 1'aper.RoT.vnv Knittino Machine. Mr. Erasmusrrcncli ol bpringheid has invented amachine which knits stockings and hosieryof all kinds of perfect shapo without scam orblemish. Lach machine will knit ono sockper hour, and ono girl can easily tend tenmachines ; nnd five hundred machines maybo driven by a ono horso power. Hov. JohnPicrpnnt of Boston declares it tho greatestmechanical invention of tho age. Unliketho clumsy and cumbrous stocking machinesof former days, it weighs but throo pounds,and may uo placed on tho centre tablo ot anylady's drawing room. It will knit cotton,woolen, silk, or any fabric from the finest tothe coarsest. Jnbune,NEVER DESPAIR.We all encounter difficulties and trials inour early struggles for fame and fortune somovery severe ones. The weak-hcartcd are euroto miss the goal of their ambition tho persevering almost sure to attain it. There have beenbut few men of ctninenco who have not been inthe greatest difficulties, but they fainted not.Somo years ago, two gentlemen met on abright, bracing morning. Their appetites weroas sharp as the weather. Neither of them hadbrcaklastcu, and though ono of them was of avery poetic temperament, there was at that timeno subject so sweet as ck'ee and rolls thothings for which he was yearning.'Lend me a bhilhng said he to his companion, 'and I will stand the breakfast.'A shilling! but a shilling ! to administer tothe wants of these gentlemen, and to keep themfrom the pangs of hunger ! uut their pocketswere guiltless ot the possession of i-ny ot thacoin of the realm.'I haven't a shilling,' said the person addressed, 'but there's a man I set up in a coffee-housesome time ago. We can breakfast there. Itis a mile otf, though.'1 lie y mado nothing uf the distance, and induo course of time, arrived at the coffee-hoUBe.'1 vn cups of hot coffee and two hot rolls, saidtha last speaker.It was brought but as soon as it was placedon the table, the money was demanded.'U, charge it to me, Mr .'Never give credit. 'No trust' chalked overthe counter,' growled tho fellew ; and the coffee and hot' rolls, which had been placed underthe noses of the hungry gentlemeu, were removed.What's to bo done V cried one. They pon.dcred a moment, and then tho coffee-houiakeeper's patron saidDo you write a song, and I'll set it to music.The poet wrote one verse, and the musicianset it to music, while his friend was composingthe Beconu. i tic two now started to Walkermusic store in Soho square, London, and offeradfor salo tho production.'Play it over,' said the publisher.Tho musician played and sang it.'I'll give you a guinea for it.'It was readily taken, and the two went backto the coffee-house, regaled themselves heartily,and gave the ungrateful proprietor a lecturawhich would have been death to a sensitiveman, but which was, of course, lost upon him.The ono is now the most popular 6inger inthis country, and the other is one of the editorsof tho London Morning Chronicle. DollarWeekly, X. Y.YANKEE PERSEVERANCE.An itinerate map.seller went into a merchant's counting-room in Boston the other day.anu asKeu me occupant n no wished to purchasea map. "No," was tho tart reply. "Will youlook at one ! "iVo ; I have more of my ownthan I havo time to examine 1" "Will you allow me to look at your's then!" "Yes; therothey hang." "Well, while I am looking atyour's I'll just unroll mine; that, you know,won't hurt anybody." So the map-vender displayed several' of his best upon the counter, andthen quietly commenced looking at the merchant's which hung against tho wall. Aftermaking a few observations abnut some curiouswator.falls, caves, &c at places which he tr-ced out upon the map befere him, he managedto engage tho merchdnt't attention, and at lastrelerred to his own map, lying on the counter,for a more perfect illustration of his description,and finally so much interested the auditor thathe bought three difiierent map, at six dollarseach, ot tho pedlar, and very politely asked himto call again when lie got out a new edition.Fluency or Speech. Dean Swift says,the common fluency of speech, in most menand must women, is owing to a scarcity ofmatter and scarcity ot words ; lor whoeveris a master of language, and hath a mind fullof ideas, will bn apt, in speaking, to hesitateupon the choice of both ; whereas commonspeakers have only one set cf ideas, and oneset of words to clothe them in, and theso arealways ready at the mouth ; so people comataster out ot church when it is almosUempty.than when a crowd is at tho door.Wo onco knew a seJite 'old bach' of a fellow,who wore an enormous broad. brimmed hat ;asking him one day to explain to us the reasonho did so, 'With this hat,' said he, 'any eccen.tricity of character I may possess is safe fromgossip.' How so .' we asked. 'Because,' wastho reply, 'the officious public eye will readilynote the oddity of tho hat, and stop there ;whereas, if I woro ono of the usual style, theywould seek out some other characteristic to ap.ply to me ; I prefer it shall relate to my hat.'Vo thought the moral good, and btorcd it. B,S. Dsm.Woman's Rights, Major Tochman, the Po.lish exile, in a recent lecture, said, 'during thewar with Russia, even tho Polish women wersengaged in raising forces, and taking commandof them. One was created a colonel, anothera captain, others lieutenants, and in one instancaa lady was the first lieutenant of a troop in whichher husband was second lieutenant, and subjectto her command.'THE BENEFIT OF ADVERTISING.A merchant in one of our northern cities latelyput an advertisement in a paper, headed 'Boywanted.' I'fie next morning ho found a band,box on his door step, with tins inscription on thatop, 'How will this one answer !' On openingit, ho found a nice, fat, chubby.looking specimen of the article ho wanted, warmly done up inIhniicl:A boy being asked w ho was his father, replied. 'I never had a father, mother won me at tratlle.'''Small bills are troublesome," as the mansaid when he was waked up by musquitoes.Marriage Notices. A Western paper givesthe following notice: " All notices of marriages where no bride cake is sent, will be setup in Miiall type, and poked in some outlandishcorner of the paper. Where a handsome pieceof cako is sent, it will be placed conspicuouslyin large letters ; when gloves, or other bridefavours aro added a piece of illustrative poetrywill bo given in addition. When, however, theEditor attends the ceremony in propria pcrconaeand kisses tho bride, it will have a sfecial no.tice verv large tvpe, and the most appronriate poetry that can be heggcd, borrowed, stolen, or coined from the brain editorial. Alex.Gazette.Ci'aiovi Kicr. For cveral days tha Artesian wellof Crenelle has thrown up small black fishes, whichhave no apparent eyes. Tho phenomenon was observed last year at the same period. The Academyof Sciences had ordered a report to be made on thaiextraordinary fact. J-rtnch paptr.A similar statement, says the Charleston Mercury,was made, and the fact afterward verified by the mostcareful scientific examination, of fit-It takeo in thesubterranean river of the Mammoth Cave, Ky, Itmay theretbre turn out lhat fish in subterranean niters are not uncommon, and that in their want of evssthey will furni.h anoiher striking proof lhat niture(in no sense or I'jcuhy hut for us. JTr. .